High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2647: Chapter 868: Fetal Movement

Similar to Xiao Xiao’s speculation.

The new report from the Daily Horn Newspaper did not bring Zheng Qing back to the center of public opinion at the First University. Instead, it was the Vice Dean of Edge Academy, Korma, who became the target of everyone’s criticism.

It only took one afternoon.

Almost everyone in the academy started discussing whether the North District Grand-Wizard really conducted a new illegal magic experiment, which entity in the starry sky embodied that gigantic green snake, whether the school authorized this experiment, and how the Alliance would ultimately punish this suspected violation of ”The Code”.

Indeed, in public opinion, Korma has already become the main person responsible for those accidents on the Forbidden Magic Festival—there are even rumors that some wizards who accidentally fell or were frightened by the sweeping atmosphere of the green snake that day are connecting and planning to file a class-action lawsuit against Korma at Danghag.

Although the North District Wizard Group is somewhat impoverished, Korma’s other position, Vice Dean of Edge Academy, is one recognized and strongly supported by the First University.

In this world, opportunities to legitimately fleece the school are rare.

”People are never afraid to speculate the worst intentions of others, particularly among different interest groups.”

Through gaining some peace, Zheng Qing can observe this public opinion storm from a third-party perspective, and he rarely comprehends something: ”Furthermore, discussions on taboos can always trigger the most secretive pleasure in human hearts...”

It was already after dinner then.

As usual, Zhang Ji Xin was called by his brother to assist, Xin Fat Man returned to the dormitory to review drafts, and, surprisingly, Zheng Qing today did not receive a summon from those Devils of the Seven Sins, having a night of ’free time’, thus planning to go to the library with Xiao Xiao to do homework.

Walking on the road, the two chatted about the events of the past few days, gaining some new insights.

”...In summary, the world’s operation is not bound by morality, sometimes, unfortunate events can happen to kind-hearted people.” Zheng Qing expressed regret for Sister Korma encountering disaster out of nowhere.

”That’s not right.”

Xiao Xiao raised a finger, seriously shaking it: ”Unfortunate events happening to bad people are fortunate for others, it’s retribution; unfortunate events happening to good people is what’s tragic, is what’s unfortunate... Therefore, it’s not ’sometimes’.”

”Your words sound awkward.” Zheng Qing touched his chin.

”Awkwardness is better than being hard to understand... Like the sudden expansion of discussions about the North District at noon today, which I find incomprehensible.”

Speaking of this, Xiao Xiao’s tone carried a rare touch of melancholy. He adjusted his glasses, looked at the distant passersby seemingly whispering to each other, and shook his head: ”Everyone was silent about the events on the Forbidden Magic Festival day before, just one report and now people dare to talk recklessly... Who gave everyone the courage?”

”Firstly, they say, the gun targets the standout bird; secondly, they say, the law does not blame the crowd; thirdly, they say, muddy waters allow for fishing, and the momentum allows for pulling.”

Zheng Qing raised three fingers, making a ’grab’ motion upwards, as if trying to catch that twin-tailed squirrel spying on them from the tree but what he said had no relation to it:

”...Whether the Daily Horn Newspaper got the instruction from some big shot or just itself is stubborn, anyways, since it opened the valve, the surging opinions afterward can be understood, just like a long-blocked dam breaking and bursting... Certainly, most ordinary wizards don’t have the guts to critique the Legend, but they have quite the courage to make insidious remarks taking the opportunity to discuss the Legend, and it’s not small.”

Humph!

The twin-tailed squirrel on the tree did not relent against the threat under the tree, mercilessly throwing down a rotten chestnut. Zheng Qing slightly tilted his head, and the chestnut brushed past his ear, landing on the stone slab behind him.

Splat!

The dry chestnut bounced on the ground, making a loud, provocative noise.

Zheng Qing glanced at the lively little creature on the tree, pondering whether to transform into a black cat later, catch it, and hang it on the cat fruit tree overnight—thinking that the fluffy creatures on the cat fruit tree would like this toy very much.

In the distance, Lin Zhong Lake’s water still reflected a corner of the evening glow of the sun yet to fully set, with gold and crimson mingling, almost swallowing up the silhouettes of the big birds residing on the lake’s surface for years.

A cool breeze caressed the face, slightly chill but very comfortable.

Zheng Qing liked this feeling very much, the only regret was that walking beside him was not Jiang Yu but Xiao Xiao. He couldn’t help but give the short warlock a reproachful glance.

Xiao Xiao felt completely perplexed.

However, just as he was about to ask, a paper crane fluttered hastily towards Zheng Qing, its crooked manner suggesting urgent matters.

So he held back that perplexity for now.

Zheng Qing reached out, took down the paper crane, unfolded it, squinted at the contents on the letter paper, and suddenly halted his steps.

Xiao Xiao also stopped, tilting his head to look at him.

”What happened?” He asked with a hint of curiosity.

Zheng Qing raised his head, shook the letter paper in his hand, with a trace of surprise on his face: ”The fetus moved!”

In an instant, the usually most composed and emotionally indifferent diviner in the Yuzui Hunting Team changed his expression, first shocked, then frowned, followed by shaking his head, and finally sighed.

”Whose?”

He took off his glasses, rubbed the corner of his eyes, with a tone revealing undeniable fatigue: ”Su Councilor’s? Jiang Yu’s? Or did Elena really go to nurture the fetus? Even the little mare of the Huizong Tribe is fine, but definitely not the North District Grand-Wizard. It’s too deep over there, you can’t hold on, you’ll drown... Why can’t you just calm down a bit!”

Zheng Qing was astonished.

Then furious.

”It’s the three sprites in the dormitory!”

The young assistant’s face flushed, much like Zhang Ji Xin before exerting force, just shy of rolling up his sleeves and donning gloves, he growled in a low voice: ”Am I that unbearable in your impression?”

While speaking, he stuffed that letter paper under the short warlock’s nose.

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, noncommittally putting back his glasses.

——The sprite on the sunflower moved, return quickly!

”Uh, gave me quite a scare.” He muttered, looking at the library so close, with a bit of hesitation on his face: ”What about the seat in the library...”

”You can go to the library anytime!” Zheng Qing pushed him, hastily returning the way they came.

If it weren’t for the limited carrying capacity of the wool dragon bracelet, Zheng Qing would have tried its speed no matter what; even so, it didn’t take much effort for them to return to dormitory 403.

When he hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, Xin Fat Man directly made a silent gesture to him.

Soon, Zheng Qing saw the sunflower on the table, and the sprites dancing around it.

They held hands, circling around the blooming sunflower, their semi-transparent wings fluttered silently, and the air flowed with soft, warm singing—

The grass is forming its seeds

The trees are shaking their leaves

We watch

Without speaking

It’s so beautiful

A veil of morning light

Set against the dark green dew shadows

We fly in the night sea

To salvage lost stars

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